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Friday, July 24, 20095:35 pm
Dear Diary, French in 25 mins. Im dead bored. I have no life as usual. Going home after french. This wk is the last French lesson. Next week Exam.. then I will have to decide whether to continue French 02 for next sem. Hmm should I? ----
Monday, July 20, 200912:54 pm
Dear Diary, What's happening? Is this for real? Or we both just playing along. Don't confuse me. I'll end up hurting myself. But if you want me to play along.. I might. I'm already in the game..that you always win. How I wish it was not a game. How I wish you would tell me that your being true. But a girl can tell.. ----
Friday, July 17, 20092:42 am
Dear Diary, Sometimes, this heart aches. Sometimes, its difficult to breathe Sometimes, I hate knowing you. Sometimes, I miss you. ----
Thursday, July 16, 20091:42 am
Dear Diary, my sister is coming back! OMG! OMG! OMGGG!!! Its almost 2 and I'm not asleep. Surprise surprise. K i better go soon (yeahh right!) So we canG goz fetch herz :D even though class starts at 9 and she lands at 725 -.- ----
Monday, July 13, 20096:32 pm
Dear Diary, WOOHOO YEEHOO If I could escape.. ----
Friday, July 10, 20095:24 pm
Dear Diary, Here I am waiting for french to start. Homework half done.. Its difficult you know! And I'm bored. I want to go out after french. Its like friggin Friday night! Who stays at home sia. and the answer to that is ME! :( And I'm dead hungry. Maghrib is in a few hours. Can sustain. Jia Yo!? (err i dunno how to spell) But where to break fast eh? Hmm.. OH AND I HAD THE MOST CHALAT DAY EVER MAN! Like just now ah. SUPER BAD LUCK! ----
Tuesday, July 07, 20099:53 pm
Dear Diary, I swear the moon is so breath taking. Masyallah. I was literally was looking at it from junction of TM till i reached my lift landing. I think a man thought I was crazy cause I was like looking up all the way. HAHA. Its so white, so bright, so round, so beautiful, so near yet so far just like you. ----
Monday, July 06, 200912:18 pm
Dear Diary, I feel like blogging. But I just don't know what to say. Well, just so you know. Life sucks. Yet its so beautiful when you have all the wonderful people in your life. Tons of assignments and what nots. Youth Day and I'm in friggin school. Aren't Youths till the age of 24 or was it 35? wiki says 24. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Youth Well, if your not on Facebook or Twitter.. too bad. MUAHHAH I update more there. so yeah. Till then. ----
Thursday, July 02, 20094:57 pm
Dear Diary, THIS BLOG IS DEAD! MUAHHAHAHAH Well I'm all alone now.. waiting for Skate to start -.- And my phone has been awfully quiet. Sad. And if you have not known, I created a group in facebook JOIN IT! WOOOHOOOO!!! Called : I do not wish to know who view my profile! :D And I miss Sam and Sum. Especially Sam cause of what happened and not.. so sad.. and obviously I miss all you secondary school friends!! I need to laugh and have a awesome like chiz of chizzles kinda day. And I'm sleep deprived. Partly cause I choose to be. Laptop, I love you. ---- |
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